(..) Whoa! It's time! Oh, Bo. There's got to be a less painful way to get my attention. Merry Christmas, Sheriff. Say, isn't that mistletoe? Maybe Andy will get another dinosaur. Like a leaf eater. That way I could play the dominant predator. Quiet, everyone! Quiet! (..)

(..) Hermione, what are you doing? What happened to you? No, I've just escaped. I mean, I left Cormac under the mistletoe. Cormac? That's who you invited? I thought it would annoy Ron the most. Thank you very much. (..)

(..) and yet, every year, she forces me to celebrate it. Not only am I going to this foolish dinner against my will. At the Christmas tree lot, there was mistletoe, and she kissed me under it in public. Like we were the stars of a Tijuana sex show. She's just excited (..)